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King Panda
Poems
Jun 2017
god’s shadow in space
a waxing crescent grows thicker
every day—a careening sickle
half-hugged and begging
—below, flying flecks
of salt. The
pang-tamed wile—gems wrapped in
foil and heated in
god’s shadow in space. I am
close to those I love. I am
made of molten jewels.
meltingly.
meltingly. bowl of
wisdom—a dish for
old mints and mammalian
eyes. These tears—
they are mine.
Written by
King Panda
32/Denver, CO
(32/Denver, CO)
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